Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

  Chapter 418 He must turn his face

"Great!"

  Wen Ran looked at him with a smile, took out the hand he was holding, and put down his sleeves for him: "Did you cook for Dad?"

   "Well, Dad cooks by himself, so I will help him out."

   "Are you to please dad?"

   said jokingly, Mo Xiuchen's eyes deepened, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

  She was startled, the heat on her lips was transmitted to the brain nerves, thinking that this was the Gu family, she instinctively pushed him.

  Mo Xiuchen stayed on her lips for a moment, let go of her, and condensed her reddish face, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Let’s go, today noon, let you taste Dad’s craftsmanship."

   "Everyone around me can cook. It seems that I can open my mouth again in the future."

   Wen Ran sighed with emotion.

In the past, she couldn't even distinguish between salt and sugar. The original intention of learning to cook was for Mo Xiuchen. At that time, when his birthday was approaching, she didn't know what gift to give him, so she thought about cooking a meal for him. He eats.

  For a girl who knows how to cook, it may not be the simpler thing, but in order to learn how to cook and make delicious, Wen Ran practiced over and over again. At least, that intention was moved by Mo Xiuchen.

   "You didn't need you in the first place. It's no one else's turn. It's enough for me to cook for you."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were gentle and drowning. Originally, he wanted to give her the best in the world. Just now, after listening to what Gu Yan said, now he not only wants to give her the best in the world, but also I want to stay by her side every second.

  He has never been like this before, feeling that time is so precious, every minute and every second makes him want to catch it.

   Feeling that he is holding the palm of his hand harder, Wen Ranqing’s water eyes have doubts: "Xiuchen, what's the matter with you?"

   "It's okay."

  Mo Xiuchen was startled, realizing that he might have leaked his emotions, and immediately burst into a gentle smile.

  Wen Ran’s eyes flashed, and seeing his eyebrows smiling, he was so intoxicating and handsome, and she couldn’t see any strangeness. She thought to herself that it might be her illusion that she felt his mood fluctuated.

  Mo Xiuchen took Wen Ran's hand downstairs. She wanted to take out her hand, but Mo Xiuchen insisted on squeezing it tightly, and she had no choice but to let him.

  Gu Kai and Wen Jin had already prepared the dishes and poured the wine. In the restaurant, the aroma of the dishes mixed with the wine, filled the room.

   "Of course, come here quickly and sit here."

  Gu Yan untied his apron, sat at the dining table, and let Wen Jin and Gu Kai do the rest. When Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran came in, he immediately smiled and waved to her.

   "Dad, you did this all?"

Wen Ran walked over with a smile, and took a seat in front of the chair he pulled away. Mo Xiuchen sat beside her and said softly: "The dishes on this table are all made by Dad for you. So, you will have more in a while. Eat some, we are all soaked in your light so that we can taste Dad's craftsmanship."

   "Haha, Xiu Chen said it well."

Gu Yan smiled heartily, "The dishes on this table are all prepared for Ranran. Xiuchen, Ajin, and Akai can only be eaten by your light. Ranran, you can taste it and like it. Which dish, Dad will often cook it for you in the future."

   "Dad, this is unnecessary."

  Mo Xiuchen's mouth curled in a shallow arc, interrupting Gu Yan's words unhurriedly.

   Gu Yan frowned, staring at Mo Xiuchen’s smiling eyes, "Why not?"

"Xiu Chen is afraid that you will steal his job. Dad, Xiu Chen's cooking skills are not bad. You, you are on New Year's Day, but when you go home, you can cook her a meal. Usually, there is Xiu Chen. Now, it's not your turn."

  Gu Kai opened the chair and sat down, explaining with a smile.

Wen Jin sat down beside him, took his words, and said, "Uncle Gu, if you fight with Xiu Chen, then he will definitely turn your face with you. If you are too timid and want to cook, call me. , I'm free at any time."

  Mo Xiuchen's long and narrow eyes swept over Gu Kai and Wen Jin, "You know me."

   "It turned out to be like this, well, for your so precious sake, I will take a step back and not rob you. Don't talk nonsense, eat first, and **** craftsmanship."

Gu Yan is a bold person. Seeing that Mo Xiuchen treats Ranran so well, besides being touched, he is also satisfied and gratified. Ranran suffered too much when he was a child. Now, to meet someone who cherishes her so much, it is also God's compensation for her.

  **

  Mo Zixuan took the initiative to call Xiao Wenqing.

  Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi had just finished their lunch and moved from the dining room to the sofa in the living room. Wu Tianyi lit a cigarette and smoked. Xiao Wenqing held the remote control and changed channels boringly.

   Seeing Mo Zixuan’s call, Xiao Wenqing was very surprised, and said to Wu Tianyi who was smoking, “Zixuan must have found Wen Ran’s life experience.”

  Wu Tianyi was not as happy as her, and said lightly, "Even if he knows, he won't tell you, but be careful when you speak. Don't be asked by him to find out our current address."

   "Zixuan, have you found out Wen Ran's life experience?"

  Xiao Wenqing didn't believe Wu Tianyi's words, so he asked as soon as he answered the phone.

   "Mom, happy new year."

  On the other end of the phone, Mo Zixuan seemed to have not heard her, and her voice came clear and cheerful.

  A smile appeared on Xiao Wenqing’s face, “Happy New Year to you too, Zixuan, the one who celebrates the New Year, haven’t you gone out to play?”

   "No, there is nothing to play outside. It is better to rest at home. Mom, if you are not here this year, the house is not like a home anymore."

  Mo Zixuan's words paused before he said the next half sentence.

   "Don't you still have your dad?"

  Xiao Wenqing’s voice softened. This was also the first time she had separated from her son. It was still so long. In previous years, during the Spring Festival, she would cook for their father and son, not for Mo Jingteng, but for Mo Zixuan.

  Mo Zixuan snorted coldly on the other end of the phone, his tone stained with displeasure, "He, you know, he has no common topic except being fierce to me, saying that I am not good, and that is wrong."

   "Why is he still like that to you."

  When Xiao Wenqing heard Mo Zixuan’s complaint, his mother's love began to overflow. In his words, he made no secret of the blame for Mo Jingteng and the heartache for his son.

  "He is used to being aloof, except that he is a good man when facing you. When facing other people, where does he have a good face."

  Not only to him, but to Mo Xiuchen, Mo Jingteng is also the same, always holding his frame.

  It’s just that when he wanted to show, Mo Xiuchen no longer gave him a chance. He would tit-for-tat as soon as he met. Gradually, he developed that way of getting along, and he couldn’t change it.

   "Mom, I won't go to work until the eighth day of the month. Why don't I go find you."

   After a moment of silence, Mo Zixuan spoke faintly again, with a two-point melancholy in his voice, as well as a faint miss for her.

  (End of this chapter)